The time I accidentaly smiled

As I said, Gothenburg is full of normal people. And it´s starting to FREAK me out. I go and buy groceries and people are normal. I step out on the street and people are normal. I call my bank and people are normal. I go to work and people are normal.
I observe the normal people from a distance. I see them and I think: If you only knew... MOAHAHA. I´m not normal. I go to peoples houses and leave creepy messages and do weird things with their christmas goat decorations. I decorate an entire room in order to make my roomies belive that someone new moved in. I make up stories, that this new person is a crazy sientologist who wants us to pray with her, three times a day. I talk to myself.
And today, I did the weirdest thing so far. I smiled to a stranger. Ok. First let me explain. I was standing in a crossing, minding my own business, when I saw this girl in the corner of my eye, who I rekognized. So I turned around and smiled, only to discover that the girl, in fact is not someone I know.
Oh, horror! What to do? What would she think? I, God help me, smiled to a stranger.
I turn around and hope the girl will go away. But she doesn´t. She is waiting for the lights to switch, just like me. Oh, no! We have to stand there together! And wait! And I just smiled, even thought I didn´t know her! In the back of my head I can hear the girl explaining for the police. "No, I´ve never seen this girl before. Yeah, I´m telling you, she smiled! Even though I´ve never seen her before! It makes you scared to even cross a street".
But suddenly, the lights turn green. I cross the street and, as if sent by heaven, I see Him. Him. The freak! He is a little man with long grey hair. He´s dressed in a little black dress and tiny heels. I see The normal people smiling, laughing pointing. But not me. I´m thinking: We should grab a coffe some day.